The Way You Look Tonight
Bedroom Talk
"Hahahahaha! Shit Laine. I remember when you licked my navel with the whipped cream and Doniya saw us in disgust!!! Zayn mentioned loudly.
Everyone groaned and giggled. I smacked Zayn's muscled torso.
"Was it.. You know? Was it yummy? How's the feeling you know? Dani said slightly teasing me with her lovely eyes. I quickly yanked up Zayn's hair. His groans were so loud.
"Awwww Laine, don't do that again. Sorry." He said as he jumped back to Louis who was rolling on the floor. His laugh were so silly.
"Hey bro!!!! Wait, hey. Louis your thighs! Wtf. Ahhh!!!" Zayn protested as I yanked his black hair quiff again.
As I'm done to hurt him, huge hands stopped me: It was Zayn's.
"Booo." He said, tickling me.
"HAAAAAAAAAAA! Shit Zayn, I hate you!"
Everyone's laughing, no one is bored. We are all laughing out loud. Especially Louis and Liam who were rolling on the tiles.
As I stood up from the mid-carpet, I caught my breaths and stayed back to Niall. I gripped his arms. Still frightened for Zayn's ticklish palms. "Ahh Zayn!!! If you'll happened to go here I'll give you face-palm!! Dammit!!"
"Yeah. I'll be here at Dani and Haz. Yeah mates??" He said, winking on both of them.
"Continue now Laine." Eleanor said, gripping Louis from the floor who was laughing still from locking Zayn on his thighs to get a yank from his hair.
"Okay. Here I'll let you look at our pictures. This was me and Zayn when our last High school night together. I'm already girly there. Surely a beauty queen. While this is me when I was in umm, Grade 8? I was being awarded as the athlete of the year here. Extremely sporty and no girly. Zayn captured that for me." I said as I handed them so they'll see it.
"Laine, you look stupid on your Grade 8!!" Zayn teased, staring at the photo.
"Hahaha I agree. You seem malnourised." Liam mentioned, gripping Dani's hands with his two hands.
I gave a deep sigh. As I realised that I was still gripping on Niall's arm. "Oh Niall, sorry. Hope you didn't mind in holding you."
He gave a small grin and then nodded.. As we all stopped laughing, I added my story again.
"So that's it. Zayn been my secret and problem buddy, best friend, big brother and what ever. He's a big faggot though.. There, after he graduated, I promised him to be girly and if he'll happened to be on X-factor, I won't be back in being sporty and messy like my high school years. Afterwards, 2 years to be exact, I graduated in Bradford which was last year. I moved here in London to persue my dream to be an actress or seemingly a dancer. I don't know. I love dancing and acting. Ugh, I'm studying in CDD now for my courses. I left my dad's parents in Bradford, while mum's were in California. They give me money just for good." I continued.
Everyone looked good but sleepy. They haven't been bore on my sharing. Though, it's been a long night. Nearly 3am.
Some were yawning now. Seriously, they've done enough for the rest of the dawn.
"Do you guise need to rest now?" I asked offended since I was just the only one who shared a story.
El and Louis, who were cuddling earlier stood up and nodded for their leave. And then everyone greeted me for their goodbyes. They agreed go to home too. I want them to stay the rest of the night, but maybe they won't agree... I took a deep sigh and then wayed all of them to their cars which was metres away from my flat... I noticed Zayn still slouching on my couch.
"Aren't you going yet, Bad boy?" I asked.
"Nah, I'll stay the rest of the night. May I?" He said in a puppy glossy eyes.
"Haha. Of course. C'mon lets help them from their cars." I mumbled, pulling Zayn's arms to stand up.
As soon as they gave their good byes, Zayn and I were the one who were left in my flat. Zayn helped me clean our trash. Seriously, ruined every food in the house.
"Now I believe that my friends theories about One Direction are life ruiners are true." I sounded as I throw the last garbage bag.
Zayn laughed. "You know cupcake, be used with it! I'll be the start since they knew you now.. Um can you lend me some clothes??"
I nodded as I unlocked my door now. "Yeah sure. So what do you mean start??"
"Ugh. Maybe they'll ruin your home every weekends and you know.. Invite you to our gigs and concerts?" He said, stroking his quiff hair.
"Nawwwww!" I groaned and then we stepped to my stairs to the bedroom.
After we changed our night outfit, we decided to take a picture of it. Me in a pink dyed v neck, dance shorts with my hair, bundled in mess, one-sided. While to Zayn, I gave him my 1D hoodie and grey joggers.
Zayn tweeted the picture:
My Bradford. pic.twitter.com/Dkejdi45JKL67
"So why Bradford??" I asked, eyes locked on my iPad, retweeting the tweet of Zayn.
"It'll always be remembered. I have many meaning for it." He replied, now hugging my back so thight in my balcony.
I turned to face him. "So then it be." I giggled as I mentioned it.
"So what's now Laine? I missed you so much." He sounded in his soft voice. It makes me shiver.
"I missed you too. Nothing changed. I'm still single and free. Nan Martha and Pap Sam were good. As usual, loving and missing them too much.. Living in a place like London is surely fascinating but I really miss them since I only go Bradford once a month or even in some occasions. How about you?" I said, tears for longing were starting to pour. Zayn turned me around, pinning me to the rails of the balcony. He stroked my back and continue to hug me.
"Oh nothing to explain about me Laine. My dad and mum weren't fighting with money now and that's all."
As soon as I stopped crying. We went to my bed now. Both cuddling but not awkward.
"Where's your family Bad boy? I miss your sisters" I asked.
"Oh, they are here in London now. They stayed here for good. We haven't backed home since I was been in One Direction. And um for privacy purposes, we bought a house in a rural town in Bradford that's why I haven't had the chance to see you and your grannies." He said in a deep sorry voice. "Your flat is so accomodating. You go by yourself??"
"Yup. Liberty as me to live here. She told me that it's my mum's parents command. Seriously Zayn I don't need this. I don't even like spending their fucking money for me. They do no need to pity me.. You know Zayn? I can live by my own. My very own with my loving grandparents. I don't need them. I don't really nee-" I cut my voice as it cracked from the weight of my throat.
"Shh. Laine, C'mon. You need to rest now. Zayn stood up to comfort me. Embrace been tighter.
"No Zayn. It's time to share. You're here and you are only the one I trust. Umm, let me finish. Please. Um Liberty frightened me then. She told me that if it's just for me, she won't really care.. Just that it's my grannies. Since I was the only grand child of them. Really I don't know why they care about me. I surely love them to be in LA. Do you still remember the massacre I've told? The reason why I've been in detention that time???"
Zayn nodded and looked at me. "Yup. Did Liberty told you again that they'll get you after college?"
"Yup. And that's the point. She frightens me. I don't know Bad boy. What if she'll get me?"
Everyone groaned and giggled. I smacked Zayn's muscled torso.
"Was it.. You know? Was it yummy? How's the feeling you know? Dani said slightly teasing me with her lovely eyes. I quickly yanked up Zayn's hair. His groans were so loud.
"Awwww Laine, don't do that again. Sorry." He said as he jumped back to Louis who was rolling on the floor. His laugh were so silly.
"Hey bro!!!! Wait, hey. Louis your thighs! Wtf. Ahhh!!!" Zayn protested as I yanked his black hair quiff again.
As I'm done to hurt him, huge hands stopped me: It was Zayn's.
"Booo." He said, tickling me.
"HAAAAAAAAAAA! Shit Zayn, I hate you!"
Everyone's laughing, no one is bored. We are all laughing out loud. Especially Louis and Liam who were rolling on the tiles.
As I stood up from the mid-carpet, I caught my breaths and stayed back to Niall. I gripped his arms. Still frightened for Zayn's ticklish palms. "Ahh Zayn!!! If you'll happened to go here I'll give you face-palm!! Dammit!!"
"Yeah. I'll be here at Dani and Haz. Yeah mates??" He said, winking on both of them.
"Continue now Laine." Eleanor said, gripping Louis from the floor who was laughing still from locking Zayn on his thighs to get a yank from his hair.
"Okay. Here I'll let you look at our pictures. This was me and Zayn when our last High school night together. I'm already girly there. Surely a beauty queen. While this is me when I was in umm, Grade 8? I was being awarded as the athlete of the year here. Extremely sporty and no girly. Zayn captured that for me." I said as I handed them so they'll see it.
"Laine, you look stupid on your Grade 8!!" Zayn teased, staring at the photo.
"Hahaha I agree. You seem malnourised." Liam mentioned, gripping Dani's hands with his two hands.
I gave a deep sigh. As I realised that I was still gripping on Niall's arm. "Oh Niall, sorry. Hope you didn't mind in holding you."
He gave a small grin and then nodded.. As we all stopped laughing, I added my story again.
"So that's it. Zayn been my secret and problem buddy, best friend, big brother and what ever. He's a big faggot though.. There, after he graduated, I promised him to be girly and if he'll happened to be on X-factor, I won't be back in being sporty and messy like my high school years. Afterwards, 2 years to be exact, I graduated in Bradford which was last year. I moved here in London to persue my dream to be an actress or seemingly a dancer. I don't know. I love dancing and acting. Ugh, I'm studying in CDD now for my courses. I left my dad's parents in Bradford, while mum's were in California. They give me money just for good." I continued.
Everyone looked good but sleepy. They haven't been bore on my sharing. Though, it's been a long night. Nearly 3am.
Some were yawning now. Seriously, they've done enough for the rest of the dawn.
"Do you guise need to rest now?" I asked offended since I was just the only one who shared a story.
El and Louis, who were cuddling earlier stood up and nodded for their leave. And then everyone greeted me for their goodbyes. They agreed go to home too. I want them to stay the rest of the night, but maybe they won't agree... I took a deep sigh and then wayed all of them to their cars which was metres away from my flat... I noticed Zayn still slouching on my couch.
"Aren't you going yet, Bad boy?" I asked.
"Nah, I'll stay the rest of the night. May I?" He said in a puppy glossy eyes.
"Haha. Of course. C'mon lets help them from their cars." I mumbled, pulling Zayn's arms to stand up.
As soon as they gave their good byes, Zayn and I were the one who were left in my flat. Zayn helped me clean our trash. Seriously, ruined every food in the house.
"Now I believe that my friends theories about One Direction are life ruiners are true." I sounded as I throw the last garbage bag.
Zayn laughed. "You know cupcake, be used with it! I'll be the start since they knew you now.. Um can you lend me some clothes??"
I nodded as I unlocked my door now. "Yeah sure. So what do you mean start??"
"Ugh. Maybe they'll ruin your home every weekends and you know.. Invite you to our gigs and concerts?" He said, stroking his quiff hair.
"Nawwwww!" I groaned and then we stepped to my stairs to the bedroom.
After we changed our night outfit, we decided to take a picture of it. Me in a pink dyed v neck, dance shorts with my hair, bundled in mess, one-sided. While to Zayn, I gave him my 1D hoodie and grey joggers.
Zayn tweeted the picture:
My Bradford. pic.twitter.com/Dkejdi45JKL67
"So why Bradford??" I asked, eyes locked on my iPad, retweeting the tweet of Zayn.
"It'll always be remembered. I have many meaning for it." He replied, now hugging my back so thight in my balcony.
I turned to face him. "So then it be." I giggled as I mentioned it.
"So what's now Laine? I missed you so much." He sounded in his soft voice. It makes me shiver.
"I missed you too. Nothing changed. I'm still single and free. Nan Martha and Pap Sam were good. As usual, loving and missing them too much.. Living in a place like London is surely fascinating but I really miss them since I only go Bradford once a month or even in some occasions. How about you?" I said, tears for longing were starting to pour. Zayn turned me around, pinning me to the rails of the balcony. He stroked my back and continue to hug me.
"Oh nothing to explain about me Laine. My dad and mum weren't fighting with money now and that's all."
As soon as I stopped crying. We went to my bed now. Both cuddling but not awkward.
"Where's your family Bad boy? I miss your sisters" I asked.
"Oh, they are here in London now. They stayed here for good. We haven't backed home since I was been in One Direction. And um for privacy purposes, we bought a house in a rural town in Bradford that's why I haven't had the chance to see you and your grannies." He said in a deep sorry voice. "Your flat is so accomodating. You go by yourself??"
"Yup. Liberty as me to live here. She told me that it's my mum's parents command. Seriously Zayn I don't need this. I don't even like spending their fucking money for me. They do no need to pity me.. You know Zayn? I can live by my own. My very own with my loving grandparents. I don't need them. I don't really nee-" I cut my voice as it cracked from the weight of my throat.
"Shh. Laine, C'mon. You need to rest now. Zayn stood up to comfort me. Embrace been tighter.
"No Zayn. It's time to share. You're here and you are only the one I trust. Umm, let me finish. Please. Um Liberty frightened me then. She told me that if it's just for me, she won't really care.. Just that it's my grannies. Since I was the only grand child of them. Really I don't know why they care about me. I surely love them to be in LA. Do you still remember the massacre I've told? The reason why I've been in detention that time???"
Zayn nodded and looked at me. "Yup. Did Liberty told you again that they'll get you after college?"
"Yup. And that's the point. She frightens me. I don't know Bad boy. What if she'll get me?"
8/3/13